Today started with the alarm going off too early and my eyes not wanting to open. The four-year-old near by on the iPad (up since 6) gently told me to just go back to sleep for a while. You don't have to tell me twice...snooze! However, that snooze means no shower today *Sigh*. Ten minutes later I drag myself out of bed and promptly get clothes out for Tristan so he can dress while I make his breakfast. While making breakfast, I hear a sudden scream from the twins room. Rushing in I find that Finn has jumped on a peacefully sleeping Ian to wake him up...ugh.
Cranky kid count: 1
After Tristan leaves for school, the twins and I have a nice relaxing, cuddling morning playing together. I put all chores off until later while they are napping because I figure I have time before the babysitter comes this evening. Surprisingly, both kids let me change and dress them without a fight. "Success" I think to myself. Then this depresses me a bit that this is now the "success" I strive for in my day...ugh. Everything goes smooth in the car to get Tristan, but the way home is filled with spitting, hitting, yelling, and 2/3 of the kids have naked feet now...ugh.
Arriving home I am hopeful. It's nap time and that means I get to eat lunch in peace while I watch Judge Judy before I tackle the chores around the house that is just a mess by now. The twins are put down and Tristan has been set up in quiet play time...ahhh. Uh oh, what was that? Oh, that was Finn getting out of his crib 15 times and Ian playing trampoline jump. No nap time today...ugh.
Cranky kid count: 2
Thinking they just aren't tired after 2 hours of failed napping time, I let them out of their room to play. Play today means undecorating my Christmas tree, dismantling my couch, dumping all the toys, and playing with nothing...ugh.
Okay, new plan for the day because cleaning needs to still get done before date night tonight. Thankful now that I cleaned the bathroom yesterday. New plan is to set a record for how much tv my kids will watch in a day. This is working great, until I try to get off the couch to start my chores. If I move they follow me, try to push me back to the living room, whine for me to pick them up. I'm tired! I make a cup of coffee and plop on the couch with them.
Cranky kid count: 2
Kid who has been on the iPad for 2 hours now: 1
Frustrated mom: 1
Did I mention its only 2:30? I still have hours to go before date night/escape night (it's new official name). I'm just going to assume that things get better, the place will get clean (even if it means some crying on everyone's part), and eventually 6:00 will come and even if I'm embarrassed about how my place looks I still get to leave for a few hours.
Tomorrow morning's predictions:
Cranky kids: 0
Endless hours of iPad and tv: none
Family members happy to see each other: 5!!!
agreed! those days are horrible, awful, no good very bad days BUT they are still filled with awesomeness (just hard to see!)
ReplyDeleteAND posts like this one are the ones I will read to you in the nursing home IF you find me my glasses and we can laugh about "those days" ;)
ReplyDeleteI love you!!!! I will always find you your glasses when we are old and crazy...well, crazier than we are now :)
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